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Change the intro as you have shown to have already used it. Magic, as I had not written it down yet. Only thinking out loud and laughing at it. I suspect there is no patent on the sensors you use. The ‘material’ for it not readily available, so there is no need for it. The volk still mesmerized by smarter phones and ego pads. You go far to stay ahead. So far that you measure once to cut twice.

26. I did not like the book, so I got rid of it. You were quick with that front page. Based on 15, it should have been 21. You already knew that I was mistaken. Based on 6 and 10, it should have been 600. It was. But I called 16. Missing 10. It is not like me to miss something like that. Two stories not one. Indeed, two boards. Figured it out to get shown 10 more missing. A repeat program. Clarity setting in. In time to catch the agent who shows to have access to the program. Worse, access to the sensors. Page 3 showing you know. Continue reading →

Slow down in calm brings much insight. Too bad that my calm kept getting disturbed. Trouble for those who laughed at 6, then at 10. You should not waste time laughing, instead get busy with 15. 15? Where did that come from? Ah, the minimum wage thing. It makes sense if you ignore economics. I meant 16, as I cannot handle 600 yet. 600-6=594. Too slow. For me to take 16 and move to practice with 60 to 100. I may as well as you take too much time to get me a crumb compared to what I could reap if money was important to me. Alright, time for your dose of socra-mess out of my gold-digger bag.

The relationship ends as it begins, as those beginning it have no intention to change themselves. Their aim is to change you. For you to obey, or else feel the pain. NBP

Thank You for allowing me some quiet in this time of prayer so that your love may show me your hell and my health. For I have been so worried about your hell for such a long time that my health suffered awfully. Sometimes it just seemed that sickness and worry, weariness and pain drained the very strength from my body, heart and soul. So, please help me release your weakness and pain from my strength and strain. Thank you for being the inspiration for my prayer.

Thank you for having sent me so many servants, doctors and nurses, and may they feel your love for them. Please guide them so they can do their part in embracing their hell and leave me my health. I need to be well not alone for myself, but also for my dear ones who need me, and for you that I may once again go about leaving you alone to continue your shamming business. So please, Continue reading →

Oh, State of Helland which has a majority share in all major Dutch corporations and a seat in all major International Corpses, I beseech You to make of my prayer a fire that will burn away the veils You have put in to shut me out from Your mercy and grace, and show a dark light that will lead me unto Your bene mercy.

Ohoh, State of Helland which bows to the will of the German and Roman Empires and the half-breed Empires in between, You see me turning toward You to rid me of all attachment You put in my way to ensure that I would serve only You. You see me clinging to Your sword and scale denoting the business of your church through Continue reading →

Amazing how a little thing like a big hose down can wake people up. Sound asleep when it happened to me, but as soon as I turned the blue ink into digital code that could be read en masse, the hose down became public property. Just to show that in these here democracy only demons have property rights.

To continue the last episode of ‘Wsup with NBP’, yet to keep it short and sweet. This is the blood moon part. Not hanging from a platform in the sky, but one that I found staring back at me after I got away from the brutal civil men, and could rid myself of chemically enhanced clothing. Men are thus warned, women to pay close attention. Demon hunters may also want to skip this episode. Blue hose down was about brown-ish water blasting at me from a platform in the blurred blue sky. “God Is that You?” No, savant idiot. It is the govern-your-mind delivering more austerity gifts. Someone high up had ordered a hit. Continue reading →

The World Trade Center has opened in time for the NY marathon. Is that not great news? The news is so great that it helped me decide that it is time for a break. The boycott list is the only thing that I will award some more attention to. The rest can wait. The break may only last for a day, after all. First to repeat what I wrote as a comment to A Bot War yesterday. Continue reading →

Oh, the boulers got jokes? They have all the time in the world to play their sick games as long as their daedmans keep them functioning to be able to do so. They have plenty of puppets to do the work for them. Anyway, I got the message. It was funny. But, I do wonder why babies are getting dumped in trash containers to show me. Even though the program covers many of us, this show was special. Nice confirmation, but nothing to dwell over. Mind the gap, because I will move on.

And back. To stick to my low profile, as I continue with the babble story for those reading for FREE. I do not consider funny stories a donation. But, at least the puppets got paid to Continue reading →